#Junhee Scenarios

[lost-inthedream]

Smut headcanons for A.C.E

Topic: how they act when you give them head

Pairing: A.C.E x gn reader

Please read under the cut

• The ones who fuck your mouth:

Junhee is so impatient. He straight up starts whining that your mouth is magical and he just needs to move. "Baby, pretty please, I will be gentle". He won't and you know it well. Some tears may run down your face but he sounds so beautiful, so dumb. After he comes he will apologize for being reckless and wipe up your tears with kisses.

Byeongkwan is kind of mean, let me tell you. You look so content as you suck him off, your eyes so adorably looking up. He can't stay still "you love cock so damn much, doll. What if I pushed it further down your throat?" He quickly thrusts it in one go, making you gag, then immediately pulls back. "Again?". He pampers you on his lap afterwards and never forget to call you angel.

• The ones who let you be:

Donghun rather relax completely when you give head. He lies down and lays his head on his palms. Some words of affirmation drop from his lips from time to time "you do me so well". Also, sometimes he closes his eyes and just hisses deeply, moving his hand to mess his own hair instead of grabbing your head and sinking it onto his pelvis. "My beautiful girl/boy"

Sehyoon enjoys seeing you be yourself. The fact you can try new movements with your tongue as well as different speed fascinates him. He is not really fond of talking so he just gasps and confesses how good he feels from time to time. Bonus: goes absolutely nuts when you lap up all his seed.

• Unpredictable:

Yuchan can't control his own body when you suck him off. That obviously makes you wanna go wild. Let's be honestly, you are very likely to deep throat him by your own but. In any case, he eventually takes your head in his shaky hands and abuses your mouth until he is making himself cry. After he's done, all he can do is pull you to his level and share a wet yet lazy kiss with you.

[yeoosaangg]

៹ 에이스

✎… OT5

01. NOTHING YET

✎… PARK JUNHEE

01. NOTHING YET

✎… LEE DONGHUN

01. NOTHING YET

✎… KIM SEHYOON

01. NOTHING YET

✎… KIM BYEONGKWAN

01. NOTHING YET

✎… KANG YUCHAN

01. NOTHING YET

[randomlifex]

Without you I feel broken

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Go Kyungjun x fem!reader

Plot:Park Junhee was supposed to be executed,but what if you end up replacing him?

Warnings:mentions of death,bad language

Please notice:flashbacks are in italics

This story is a request

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Kyungjun opened his eyes as soon as the alarm went off; then he left his hiding place.

That would’ve been one of the many other mornings spent in that awful game, which wasn’t good, but what made it worse was the idea you had been executed instead of that jerk of Park Junhee.

“Vote for me, I’m the mafia” Junhee said. His friends looked at him, then at each others, then at yn. She didn’t really know what to say:she was scared but, at the same time, Kyungjun knew she wanted to save the class president…it was no news she loved him.

“He’s not the mafia. Vote for me” yn mumbled, but Kyungjun refused to do that.

“Ko Kyungjun has voted for Park Junhee” the robotic voice said, making everyone turn around

“I said to vote for me, he’s not the mafia” the girl repeated herself

“I don’t trust him-Kyunjung shook his head-we should all vote for him”

“Lee Yoonseo voted for yn yln”

“I’m sorry” Yoonseo whispered.

Of course she would’ve never voted for Junhee, Kyungjun was sure about that, that was why he wasn’t really bothered by it; what he didn’t like was how everyone followed her, kicking you out instead of Junhee, who got only one vote:Kyungjun’s.

“Y’all are a bunch of idiots” the punk growled, ready to throw hands, but you stopped him by grabbing his arm.

He turned around, his eyes softened as soon as he met yours, and his lips curved into an upside down smile:he didn’t want you to die. He would’ve never tolerated that, otherwise he wanted to get out of there with you. You were the only persone he actually cared about; you weren’t a rebound, nor a stupid minion he used to scare his classmates and waste some free time with…you were special to him. Special like no one else.

He repressed the instinct of beating everyone up and let a crumb of vulnerability slip out, dragging you in a desperate hug, way more desperate than what it looked like to his classmates. Kyungjun buried his face in between your hair, eyes shut as he was trying to enjoy his first and last hug before saying goodbye; then, he left to hide, promising himself that he would’ve avenged you.

While looking for your body he clung to his promise, jaw clenched as anger had taken over every cell of his system:

“They will pay for it, all of them” he growled, stopping his rush as soon as he saw you lying on the ground.

He kneeled down, holding your upper body in between his arms:you were so pale it made him shiver. He wasn’t used to that scenario as you had always looked so lively and energetic.

Kyungjun’s eyes were burning and his lips were trembling:he had never cried before, nothing at all, he was the one making people cry, but somehow the cards on the table had been turned.

He looked around to check if any of those bastards had gathered to show you even a small amount of respect,however no one was there.

Kyungjun got even more angry. Yes, he for sure was the bad guy…but were his classmates better than him? No they weren’t, they were just a bunch of hypocrites.

“The doctor has saved yn yln” the robotic voice suddenly said, making Kyungjun rise his head.

The boy blinked confused as a wave of sudden relief crossed his heart

“Yn” he called you, gently shaking your body.

You slowly opened your eyes, bringing into focus the boy’s features

“W-what happened?” you whispered, trying to collect some strength to sit, but Kyungjun had to help you

“You just…came back. The doctor healed you”

“Really?-you finally sat, looking around to see if your loved one was alright- where’s Junhee?” you asked to Kyungjun once you didn’t see him around. The boy didn’t answer, he just gulped.

In that moment the realisation hit you, and sadness took over the other emotions:Junhee wasn’t there to check on you, it didn’t matter how much you tried to protect him and help him through that awful game. Nothing had ever made your heart ache like that.

You burst into a mess of sobs and tears, resting your head on Kyungjun’s chest. The boy hugged you tightly, trying his best to comfort you.

“I did that for him and he’s not even here…” you cried, holding onto Kyungjun’s shirt

“He’s not, but…-he stuttered-I am”

You looked at him, caressing his cheek with one of your hands:his skin was soft but wet

“You cried” you mumbled; but Kyunjun didn’t answer, he just looked away.

A warm smile made his way through your sobs as you left a kiss on Kyungjun’s forehead:

“I almost wasted my life on someone who didn’t deserve it, I’ll be sure to not make the same mistake again” you said, hugging the boy.

[hyobros]

Cheritz's changes in staff over the lifetime of The Ssum

I wanted to write a post about this because it was the nail in the coffin convincing me that The Ssum won't get better. I really want to be optimistic, I was for the first year of the game's release. But with how hard they're fumbling June's route, and having some context by seeing the dramatic changes that happen behind the scenes, I don't have any hope for the game's future in its original concept.

So here's a big fat list of credits, comparison of them, and my own stupid commentary.

A comparison of the beta OPs credits (2018) vs the new OP credits (April 2022)

Project Directed by-

Sujin Ri (this stays constant)

Project Managed by-

Heinrich Dortmann (this stays constant during the time periods I'm comparing- we'll come back to this later)

Character Model by-

Yuseung An (this credit never appears again so uhhhh)

Game Designed by-

Yoonji Shin, Haeyoung Go (this credit also never appears again)

Project Assisted by-

2018:

Youngtak Lee, Heetae Lee, Yeonwoo Jung, Kyungha Kim, Kyungho Kim, Jihyun Jang, Hyejin Hong, Daniel Hong, Seungiim(?) Hwang, Dakyoung Lee

April 2022:

Heetae Lee, Junghee Choi

Art illustrated by-

2018:

Ilbo Sim, Jinhee Lee, Jihyeon Choi, Hyunju Na, Juhul Kim, Jaehee Hwang, Mirae Kang

April 2022:

Ilbo Sim, Jihyeon Choi, Minji Kim, Mirae Kang, Youngjoo You, Yura Lee

Programmed by-

2018:

Mansu Park, Marcos Arroyo, Rachel Tay, Soonyong Hong, Seungjin Lee, Myungjun Choi

April 2022:

Gunsoo Lee, Kukhwa Park, Moonhyuk Jang, Myungjun Choi, Seungjin Lee, Wonbok Lee, Youngkwon Jeon

Scenario Written by-

2018:

Jinseo Park, Minjeong Kim, E Hyun Kim, Eunchong Jang

April 2022:

Jinseo Park, Lilly Hwang, Minjung Kim, Saerom Shin, Summer Yoon, Youngran Moon

Language Localized by-

2018:

Sunhee Moon, Minkyung Chi, Sungjae Choi, Junhee Kim

April 2022:

Minkyung Chi, Pilhwa Hong, Saenanseul Kim, Sorim Byeon

Sound Resourced by-

2018:

(N/A)

April 2022:

Songhee Kim

Customer Service/Communication with Users by-

2018:

Sunkyeong Yun, Hyeseon Yang

April 2022:

Donghee Yoon, Joyce Hong, Sanghee An, Subin Kim

Credits from 2019

These are in the lyric booklet included in the Teo Love Bundle. Strangely enough, I'm already seeing differences between the 2018 credits and 2019. Uh oh?

As of release + a few months

These screenshots don't feature all the credits, unfortunately. I'm relying on screenshots someone else took because I'm not proactive but hindsight is 20/20.

Changes: Project is no longer managed by Heinrich Dortmann, instead by Juho Woo. Scenario team cut down to 2 people, one of which is a new name (Jooyoung Lim). Art team also cut down to 2 people. Sound is no longer resourced by Songhee Kim, but Jaeryeon Park and ROGIA. All new team of directing assistants as well, it expanded to 4 people but they're all new names. 2 fewer programmers, only one of the listed names was already working.

October 2023 (June's release)

Here's where it somehow gets worse lol.

Changes: A lot. Directing assisted by 1 person. They were not a part of the team credited in the OP. Down to 3 programmers, only 1 being in the OP. Entirely new art team! It's up to 4 people, but all of them are new, even compared to only a few months prior. Down to 1 scenario writer pobrecita (but we're coming back to that). Since I don't have screenshots of the project assistant credits from launch, can't say anything for that, except that Gui Zhenghao is new compared to the OP but the number of staff there remained the same. Flaming Heart is gone for the BGM! He's been working with Cheritz for forever but is gone now. One person from the communication team left, so they're down to 2. That would explain why emails have been slower since October. Only 1 translator, though Cheritz is now looking to recruit new ones.

Important note:

According to Cheritz's post acknowledging their use of gAI, Sujin Ri was not involved in writing season 1 of the game, but IS the main writer for season 2. I won't make a rant about how much I hate what she's writing cuz this isn't the post for that, but it explains why season 2 is so vastly different.

The fact that only a few people (like, in the lower single digits) remain even from 2019/early 2022, let alone who's still around from 2018, is really frustrating for the game. The game started with one vision, but now it's being turned into something completely different. Even the app's functions are inconsistant between season 1 and 2 (and a little so between Harry and Teo). According to an email I got from Cheritz, season 2 takes place a few years before season 1. Just sit with that knowledge for a bit :P. It's like the current people in charge of The Ssum (*cough Sujiin Ri*) couldn't be bothered to keep the original concept in mind, let alone how the timeline would work.

This post was a long time coming, I was caught up in just how bizarre this all is and finding tons of stuff that I haven't even included in the post. Writing this has taken about 3 hours (including the time I spent on a post ONLY FOR TUMBLR TO NOT WANNA WORK PROPERLY WHEN I TRIED TO POST IT SO IT GOT DELETED) and uhhh yeah. Now I gotta wait a few years to ask former staff if their NDAs are expired yet LOL

[misswoozi]

Donghun with a bratty Junhee in his lap is one of my favorite scenarios lately. Junhee screams bottom in my eyes so I think he’d be a perfect fit with Donghun. Do you have any ships for Donghun? Or any A.C.E member lol

OKAY I'M GONNA BE HONEST, I AM SUCH A CASUAL A.C.E FAN THAT I DON'T HAVE SHIPS YET. Even my headcanons are INCREDIBLY, INCREDIBLY simple and basic so far. (they DID just come back and so I intend to get more into them now that 4/5 are discharged and all that good stuff.)

so I'm gonna tell y'all my very basic headcanons/characterizations for the boys and you guys can tell me if any ships spring to mind

Donghun: bisexual, top, prefers to dom but willing to sub

Junhee: bisexual, switch, sub

Sehyoon: bisexual, top

Byeongkwan: gay, bottom, prefers to sub but he's open-minded

Chan: bisexual, top

[yuliangs]

see in terms of the kpop flop to bl pipeline, everyone WISHES they were dkz jaechan like he's the ideal best case scenario like say you debuted in 2019 and pretty much everyone thought your group was going nowhere though you had a handful of fans so you decide to star in a bl which might help your popularity and just like that everything changes. your show blows up you blow up your group gets more attention. your group rebrands and there's changes in the lineup. suddenly you're selling more albums you get your first music show win you perform at the mama awards. even if your group (which is still losing members even in 2023) dies you know you have a following big enough to maybe go solo or continue acting. and there were a lot of factors that went into play like number 1 semantic error was a pretty decent show. like decent acting, great cinematography, interesting enough plot, likeable characters, and the leads worked pretty well together (more on park seoham later). there's plenty of kpop guys that tried to do a bl but never blew up because the show was mid or just lame. or they were miniseries that no one heard about (junhee from a.c.e you will always be famous to me) but semantic error is regarded as a pretty good show. number 2 is that jaechan was committed to the bit like I don't know much about acting so I can't say how good his performance was all I can say is that I was a fan of dkz before I watched semantic error though I didn't know any of the members so when I watched the show I never realized jaechan was the dkz rapper I genuinely thought he was just an actor and when it was time to pucker up he and seoham delivered. a lot of bls suffer from lack of chemistry due to straight guy actors that are just there for the clout but these guys were serious about it. and to this day there's still idols that are trying to strike gold by starring in bls to varying degrees of success (i just know bump up business isn't gonna be good and it's gonna stay within the same ooo circles) but jaechan and seoham are what flop boys dream about like seoham to a lesser degree because he left knk before starring in semantic error so there wasn't any pressure on him to gain popularity for his group but I think once he's discharged his fans are gonna be ready to receive him and support him whether that's as a soloist or as an actor. and all of this to say that well I'm glad dkz is a bit more popular though sometimes it feels like a monkey's paw wish

[mingi-bubu]

Scenario Updates~

KPop Scenarios

I've moved the Mingi birthday trilogy into one document, so that means I can make some headway into the rest of my Taehyung T.A. au, and get started on my Mark high school au.

I have my seventeen hockey au also sort of done. I need to take another look at it again, and finish talking about the members.

And speaking of hockey, I am going to redo/finish the NCT U hockey au I created because of the “90's Love” MV.

I have a sort-of follow-up to the fledgling vampire!tyong au I posted a while back that involves other members and the creatures they are. Yes, this is just an excuse for me to talk about selkie!Hendery and basilisk!Ten.

I, of course, still have my Doyoung and Mingyu university aus that I'm working on/super need to finish. Not to jinx myself, but I really think I might get either of them done this month. Probably Doie's bc his has a lot more written than Gyu's.

I have a Taeyong enemies to lovers university scenario started, and I'm kind of loving the #bants between Johnny and YN.

My VAV Jacob university au is also probably going to come back again. Because I miss talking about my guys. And also Cobi hot. a;ldfkjsdlk

I have changed the Younghoon x reader x Hongjoong into a Younghoon x reader x Mingi. …okay, well, in my mind it's been changed. I have to actually implement it in the story.

And then I have a Junhee uni au that I started in like. September of 2020 that I promptly forgot existed after I got five paragraphs in.

CPop Scenarios

I moved all the QCYNarios into one document, so it should be easier for me to start writing them again.

I am also going to be updating the ones that are already posted to fix grammar, mainly. But I am also going to be fixing parts of it that I think are weaker.

Out of all 20 QCYNarios, a strong majority are either in-progress or yet to be written.

In my Xunario alternate ending where YN chooses Mingming instead, I have four parts of it. Two and a half are done, but I'm waiting to finish all four before posting it sequentially each week. So, like, one per week until it's all posted. I'm enjoying going back into this universe where I'm focusing on it and not the threads that stem from it.

Both

Fictober22 & 76 Kisses are both still in progress

Fictober22 has only a few left that I haven't started. A majority of them, though, are all still in progress.

76 Kisses has so many that are open to be claimed. I have a feeling that a few of the last prompts are going to become fanfic prompts, not scenario ones..

[jueunbe]

"no," she says while shaking her head, "he just kind of hung up on me after saying he won't be able to make it." considering their parents were always either busy or uninterested, it had been tradition for jueun to come to these events with her brother, but now that he wasn't showing up, she felt even more deflated.

however, she's become an expert in hiding her real feelings, so she does her best to cover it up with another smile and a shrug. "maybe he got a new girlfriend," she jokingly says with a chuckle. "forgot to get her a present or something, and he decided he needed to raid a department store and whatnot." it's a fake scenario she made up in her mind, but the justification will make her feel better. at least, this way, she doesn't feel like he's just completely abandoned her.

she gives him another shake of her head at his question. "we were supposed to grab dinner together. was gonna go out and get pizza," she says with a click of her tongue now that that plan had gone out the window. "eh, i wasn't feeling up for pizza anyway. junhee picked the menu because he's some broke college kid." she scoffs, knowing this all sounds ridiculous when joomi probably already knows that the hans were nowhere close to struggling when it came to money.

"did you have somewhere to be? you don't seem like the type to just come to this market without a plan," she states as she looks at him with a raise of her brow. jueun didn't want to keep him from being late to wherever he was headed, so she gestures for him to go along his way. she'll find some way to kill some time before heading back home.

jueun confirms that she is indeed not okay, and joomi can appreciate her honesty, for how little they've actually interacted one-on-one. she explains the reason for her disappointment, and who else is responsible but the very brother joomi is friends with? if joomi knows junhee, he was probably just busy, or something came up; he really doubts he would cancel on jueun without good reason.

"i mean, did he say why...?" for as much as joomi overthinks things, he doesn't think much when he speaks this time. a few more moments of thought and he figures it doesn't matter. jueun probably doesn't want joomi's logic right now; she probably just wants to be upset. she smiles then, like she means it all lightheartedly, but joomi isn't sure he buys it. she looked too downtrodden before he arrived for him to believe she isn't genuinely bothered.

and he gets it, honestly. well, as much as he can as an only child. looking forward to shopping with someone that matters to you only for them to cancel on you while you're already waiting for them does suck, objectively. joomi just stands there for a moment. sure, he was on his way home, but there's nothing saying he has to go home right now. he doesn't have anything planned, aside from maybe going to bed earlier than usual.

he hasn't eaten dinner yet anyway. he was going to save the money and eat something at home, but now that he's here, and jueun might need some cheering up... "have you eaten?" he asks. sure, his trainee salary doesn't leave much room for splurging, but he's a good budgeter.

[junquisite]

If I can’t have you..No one can

WORD COUNT : 1.4K

GENRE : DARK, Angst. Prince Junhee

WARNING : Ambiguous Morality, Mention of death, murder, Knife, threatening of life (If I missed any warning, please comment or DM)

NOTE : Whoever expected fluff when I posted yesterday that I have a fic for Junhee, I would like to personally apologize to you.

“The prince is in love.” the Queen spoke up and she looked up at the Queen as she was serving her tea. She probably was not talking about her, Karissa thought as she looked at the disgust on the Queen’s face. 

“How’s that a bad thing my Queen?’

“Well for starters it's not you. It's a commoner!” the Queen spat and Karissa repressed a smile. The Prince’s heart matters nothing at all as long as the Queen wanted her to be the next Queen.

“I cant believe after training you for almost 7 years to take my position, Junhee had the audacity to tell me he wants to marry for love! How is he to be a king!” the Queen continued her grumbling as Karissa smiled at her.

“Why don't you let me talk to the Prince, my Queen?”

“Yes! You do that. See if you can put some sense into him. He has always listened to you!” the queen said as Karissa bowed to take her leave. Ofcourse he always listened to her. She had always been nice and charming for him. She looked up at the sudden grey clouds at the sound of thunder.

Guess it was time to let him know that she won’t leave what was hers so easily.

~

“You wanted to see me Miss. Karissa?” Junhee said as he bowed and kissed her hand. Always so gentle, oh how much she adored him.

“I heard..rumours. From the Queen.”

His face grimaced slightly.

“Is it about our marriage?”

“I heard you wanted to break off the engagement.” she said and he looked away, clearly avoiding her eyes.

“Please understand that I wanted you to be the first to know.”

“Know what my Prince? That you were in love with someone who was not me? Who was a mere commoner?”

His head whipped up at the mention and if there was pain in his eyes, so was anger now.

“Her being a commoner means nothing, her status doesn't matter to me.”

“Well clearly it doesn't! if it did,a  Prince like you wont be wanting to break off your marriage with me, a Noble to be with a Peasant!”

When his jaw clenched, she knew she had lost him. He won't listen. And she had lost.

“If that was all, I’ll be taking my leave Lady.”

Well mannered even when she could feel the anger simmering underneath his skin.

“Marry me. Take her as your Mistress. I won't even mind if you’ll spend every night with her as long as I'll be the Queen.”

He turned around to look at her. The eyes she had adored since she was 9 were cold as they stared her down.

“Is that all I am to you? A way to the crown? A way for you to be the Queen?” Junhee asked and she stared at him.

“Did you ever loved me?”

“I did.” she said. “Until you chose her.”

~ “Are the preparations for tonight’s party done?” the Queen asked Karissa as she nodded.

“As always! You never cease to surprise me Karissa. I am so happy you convinced the Prince for the marriage.”

Karissa just smiled at the Queen as they walked into the hall where the party was to be held. 

“My lady, sorry to interrupt but there's an urgent matter you should attend to.” a knight asked her and she bowed to the Queen as she went to her parlour.

The Karrissa that left the parlour after it though, was livid. The Prince was trying to fool her - he was going to present his peasant girl as his fiance, in front of all the nobles and delegates and make a fool out of her. How dare he?!

“Find her. And bring her to this room.” she ordered as she left to get ready for the party. She’d put an end to this problem once and for all.

~

“Your majesty, Lady Karissa is asking for you in her parlour. It seemed urgent.” The knight spoke to Junhee who had been at the party for a bit more than a few minutes. He bowed to the Duke he was talking to and left with the knight. It wasn't out of character for the lady to call for him out of the blue but a bit before the party she worked weeks for was throwing him off a bit.

He knocked on the door as he entered, “Lady Karissa?” 

The sight that greeted him made him hurry to the centre of the room where his lover was tied to a chair with a cloth covering her mouth.

“What happened here? Why is she tied?” Junhee yelled at the knights standing around who didn't answer him. He pulled out his sword and put it on one of the knight’s neck who didn't even flinch. They were loyal but not to him.

“Calm down would you my Prince?” he heard as Karrissa entered the parlour from the other door. 

“Did you do this Karrissa?” he asked and she laughed.

“And here I thought you couldn't even be rude to a prisoner but you already dropped the titles. I suppose I should too then.” she spoke as she walked towards him until she was standing behind the tied up girl.

A whine resounded in the room as she grabbed her by the hair and Junhee cursed as two knights grabbed him from behind.

“I thought we had a deal Junhee. You would marry me and make me the Queen and take her as your mistress. What happened then huh? How dare you try to trick me and bring her here to announce her to the public?! And that too in my dress! MY precious cerulean dress, how dare you give it to a peasant like her!”

“So? What if I want her to be the queen? You’re too hungry for power! And she deserves everything that is yours more than you!” he spat back as the smile on her face dropped.

She sighed as she took two steps back and ruffled her dress a little bit. A glint caught Junhee’s eyes as she pulled a small dagger out of the dress’s layers and he struggled more in the arms of the knights.

The whine turned to sobs as the girl felt the blade of the cold knife against her neck.

“How about we talk now about my hunger for power?”

~ “..And there is the Prince!” the Queen exclaimed as Junhee and Karissa walked down the stairs, hand in hand.

“I would publicly like to announce that our Prince, my Junhee, is officially engaged to marry Miss. Karissa in the time of 2 weeks!” 

Round of applause and soft congratulations filled the room as Karissa squeezed Junhee’s hand, “Smile dear soon to be Husband, the grimace doesn't suit your face.” as Junhee smiled at the crowd.

A running soldier distracted everyone at the party as he ran directly towards the dais, knocking into the nobles here and there.

“My queen! My Prince! There’s been an accident!” he shouted and she felt as Junhee stiffened.

“What's wrong?” the Queen said.

“A Girl was found dead in the gardens! It looked like she jumped from the roof of the palace or maybe someone pushed her.” he spoke and Karissa tightened her grip on the Prince’s arm.

“What was she wearing?” Junhee asked, sounding too calm for everyone but she could hear the tremor in his voice.

“A cerulean dress, My Prince.”

Karissa pulled him towards her as she felt his legs weaken and he let her pull him close as he leaned on her.

“The Prince and the Queen should leave to safely lest it be an attempt on their lives. It could have been an ssasination. Knights, go search the surroundings and lead the nobles outside!” Karissa ordered and everyone followed as the Queen left to her room and she helped Junhee walk to his. 

When they entered his room he fell on the bed as Karissa leaned over him, unbuttoning his jacket.

“Why did you kill her?”

“It wouldn't have led to this Junhee had you just done what I asked you to. She could have lived and you would have lived with her.” she spoke as she pulled his jacket away and then pulled at his shoes.

“But then again, who knows. I could have gotten jealous. You are a very selfish man Junhee, you never thought of me or how much I loved you - how much I gave up for you and learnt to be your Queen.”

She went to the candle stand as she blew it out.

“I do not take nicely to my things being taken away from me. And If i can't have you..no one can Junhee.”

She closed the door behind herself as she left Junhee alone. Alone with the guilt of getting his lover killed because of his foolishness.

[restlessmaknae]

under the falling moon

Could a siren actually fall in love with a man only by talking and spending time by the lagoon? Could she ever truly love someone when she despised herself so much? She had no idea. To her, love was like hope; the more she tried to reach for it, the further it seemed to get.

➳ Characters: prince!Junhee x siren!OC

➳ Genre: fantasy, drama, romance, angst

➳ Words: 7.2k

➳ Warning: due to OC being a siren, there will be mentions of killing men

➳ A/N: Thanks to the truly beautiful concept photos for Siren:Dawn and Junhee being a beautiful human being in general (inside and outside), this story could be born. 💖 Click here to be added to the TAGLIST and to let me know about your fic preferences.

Sirens were cursed creatures; luring men each and every night to sip the soul out of them, then waking up each morning not knowing what had happened the night before. They were unconscious when they killed, but they needed to kill to stay alive. To stay as young and beautiful as they had been when they had died. That was the price they paid for killing innocent souls in their previous lives. Now they were forced to kill while being in a daze, and if they didn’t feed themselves on human souls, they would eventually die.

Sori was no exception, and if fate could have been even more cruel to her, she had been cursed to love a man whom she might kill before he would be able to love her, and by loving her, he would be able to free her from her curse, sealed by the true love’s kiss.

Prince Junhee was cursed to love a woman who could cause his downfall and bring destruction to the whole kingdom, and if she didn’t love him back wholeheartedly, her kiss would be fatal.

If both of them were sincerely, genuinely in love, they would be able to lift each other’s curse. If they met at the wrong time, or let their rampant feelings take hold of them when the other wasn’t yet reciprocating their feelings, then one of them would die.

Or worse: both of them.

Sori didn’t think that she deserved to live, but facing death was something that even a creature like her dreaded. She had tried going days without feeding on men’s souls, but the weaker she had gotten, the more desperate she had become for wanting to live, and she had eventually given up going against her fate. Even though she didn’t remember what she had done in her previous life, she accepted that she must suffer through her present life by killing people at night while being unconscious and losing track of time during the days, sleeping and swimming in the ocean. The worst was that she couldn’t die any other way apart from not feeding on souls; if she got hurt in any way, she could heal herself and her body would return back to normal in a matter of time. She was ethereal as long as she lived off of others’ souls, or as long as she didn’t meet her gruesome fate in a man who shouldn’t love her until she loved him back.

She really didn’t think that she deserved to live, but some men were stupid, and even when she tried to tell those pirates that she wasn’t a mermaid but a siren, they didn’t believe her.

“A siren? Pff. Sirens are ugly creatures, that’s why no one trades with them. Yet, mermaids…” One of the bulked up pirates said, one of his front teeth missing while his lips were raised into a sinister smile. “They are so beautiful that anyone would pay a hefty price to get their hands on a mermaid,” he added as he reached for one of her moonlight-grey locks, twirling it around before yanking his hand away when she spat at him.

Even though her legs and arms were tied and she was kept in a cage, her mouth wasn’t covered, so having no fear and nothing to lose, she spat at the man, but it only riled him up even more. The laughter of his that followed truly proved her that he was after nothing but money; if he hadn’t been so blinded by his hunger for wealth, maybe he would have actually considered her words instead of believing those centuries-old tales about sirens being ugly, and he could have let her go back into the sea when she had tried to talk him out of keeping her on his ship. It hadn’t been the first time she had gotten caught by obnoxious pirates, but she had managed to escape a few times, and if not… When night time had come, those men had tasted their own medicine as they had fallen to their death, Sori sucking the soul out of their bodies. Usually, she was satisfied just by feeding on one soul, but when she was kept in a cage like this that didn’t contain water, she became weak, and her taking on her human form and off-water appearance also took a lot of energy out of her.

So she merely watched the man walk away, whistling under his breath, thinking to himself just how big of a price he could get for her body when in fact, he wouldn’t even see the next sunrise. If her senses were correct - though when she wasn’t in water, they were number than usual -, they were quite far from any port, and the nearest kingdom could be reached only a day later, so she only needed to put up with those disgusting men’s stares at her naked human body until sunset (truly the disgrace of her siren form was the fact that she didn’t have anything with which she could cover up her body when she turned into her human form once out of water because that wasn’t her natural form).

Consequently, she tried to sleep a bit to save up her energy, yet after around an hour of dozing off, she woke up to sounds of physical fight and unfamiliar voices filling up the ship. Out of all her senses, her hearing was the best, so she could differentiate humans’ voices quite well, and was surprised to find out that there were around 4-6 new, seemingly less profane voices present. Since she was in the basement, she could hear footsteps above herself, yet not knowing if the new men were here for the pirates themselves or everything valuable in the ship, she didn’t even try to scream for help.

However, when the door flung open, and an unfamiliar young man walked into the room, she couldn’t help but search for his gaze until his almost-shaped eyes settled on hers. He was tall and lanky, his expensive-looking coat framing his broad shoulders perfectly (it was probably tailor-made for him), dress pants tucked into his black boots as if he had been some kind of royalty: always dressed up neat and immaculate. He had jaw-length locks of the warmest of browns, his orbs resembling the sun rising on the horizon.

Needless to say, his eyes widened immediately upon seeing her naked body, and since she could have been easily held hostage or a slave, she wasn’t surprised that he was so horrified by the sight.

“Oh dear…” He mumbled, his lips parted. “Do not worry, my lady. I will get you out of there,” he promised, determined, and Sori tried to tell him that it wasn’t what he might have thought, but it had been some time since she had been in water, and she felt dizzy and lightheaded, thus even speaking up seemed exhausting.

The stranger cracked the lock of the cage open with an axe that he found nearby, and loosened the ropes on her arms and legs while his eyes were still on hers, so that he wouldn’t look disrespectfully at any part of her body. Even though she had been accustomed to men’s stares on her, and she didn’t shy away from their glances, she felt oddly touched by the man’s genuine care and discretion. He even pushed his coat off his shoulders, covering her body with the thick material, his hands hovering protectively over it.

“I…” Sori tried to speak up, but instead, she started coughing, her throat feeling dry. Her footing was uncertain for she had been locked up in that cage for a few hours now, and the young man immediately got a hold on her, holding her by the waist and letting her lean onto his body for support. His touch was firm yet gentle, providing enough certainty for her to hold onto while she was trying to gather her energy to walk in a straight line.

She hated it; feeling so weak without the water around her, but she had gotten so used to it; her life full of sorrow and pain, something she deemed she deserved after what she had done in her previous life even if she didn’t know exactly what she had done. It was almost cruelly laughable; the way she could heal herself when she got hurt, but when it was about her being in her human form, she could barely walk when she wasn’t in water anymore. Yet, the more she suffered, the more she assumed that she deserved it. It was almost like walking through fire that she had caused herself.

So she put up with it, pressing her lips into a thin line as she was walking assisted by the young man. She could barely register what was going on around her: all the noises and smells and curses that grew stronger as they were closer to the main deck made her feel lightheaded and her low energy didn't help her concentration either. What she could understand though was that the pirates were seemingly ambushed, captured by the group of men whose leader seemed to be the young man by her side, and they also wore royalty clothes made of fine materials, so Sori assumed that they were some sort of guards or soldiers. The pirates might have crossed territory without permission, or they might have been wanted criminals in the first place, so maybe they had been captured for more than one reason.

“Hey! You even wanna bring that mermaid with you? She’s crazy, I’m telling you! She even said that she’s a siren,” the pirate with the missing tooth blabbered, but Sori couldn’t see how the man beside her reacted because her vision got blurry, and she felt a more and more urgent need to jump into the water and recharge because she was getting more and more sick, and her longing for the ocean was stronger than ever.

“Stay here! I’ll get back to you,” the young man remarked kindly, and the moment his firm hold faded into nothingness as he walked away from her, she realised that she didn’t want to hurt him, so the sooner she could get away from all these men, the higher the chances that she could save him - the one with the sunrise in his eyes. She didn’t want to suck the soul out of him despite her not knowing him well enough. Even if she couldn’t do anything about killing men, she could try to get away from those who had tried to help her - which hadn’t happened a lot of times before.

So she sucked in a deep breath, her numb body moving on its own.

“Ya, she’s getting away!” Someone hollered before she flung herself off the ship with the last bits of her energy, leaving nothing but the young man’s warm coat and the memory of her curious gaze behind.

Sori spent most of her time swimming during the day. Time flew by differently for her during daytime and nighttime because she was unconscious from the moment day turned into night until the sun rose on the horizon, so nights for her went by in a blink of an eye. Daytime, on the other hand, seemed like a slow, peaceful haze that she could bathe in, and she enjoyed each and every moment thoroughly - feeling strong and invincible under the water, joyfully talking with friendly sea creatures and being mesmerized by her favourite cliffs and shores in different kingdoms. The thing is: she could swim faster than humans, so visiting multiple kingdoms in under one day was nothing impossible for her, and she made good use of that.

Usually, she didn’t really come in contact with humans, but when she heard a cry from a nearby lagoon, she swam to the source of the sound, surprised to find a literal child trying to come up for air while pedalling with her legs underwater. The waves that hit the shore and the high rocks that surrounded the steep water were strong, and it didn’t seem like the child had learned how to swim properly, only her survival instincts kicked in.

Sori didn’t hesitate to grab onto the child, gently shushing her while holding her up, so her head could be out of the water while she directed both of them towards the edge of the rocky part. There, she could put the child onto the ground, so that Sori could still be underwater while the child could be safe from danger.

“Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?” she asked gently while wagging her tail underwater, so that she could still keep herself up.

The little girl coughed a few times, drenched hair sticking to her forehead, and Sori really wished she could do anything more for her, but she didn’t want to scare a child with her naked human form, so it was best if she stayed in the water. The child was thankful though, directing a weak yet precious smile at her as she said:

“Thank you for saving me!” She spoke up feebly, coughing up a bit more water after she had done so. Sori mirrored her smile, grateful that she was better now, only a bit scared. “Are you a mermaid?”

The child asked with her childlike innocence, and Sori wished she could have said yes to reassure her. She hated this question, so it would be rather bittersweet for her to break it down to her that no, she wasn’t a mermaid but a siren who sucked the soul out of men, so that she could survive. That’s why she refrained herself from lying, instead, she was about to ask how the little girl had ended up in the water, but then, she heard quick footsteps nearing on the two of them, hence she was ready to go.

“No, don’t leave! Let me thank you properly!” The child insisted in her almost hurt high-pitched voice, and Sori’s heart churned at the sound of it and at her pleading face with those star-like eyes. If she hadn’t been born as someone who had to kill to survive, maybe she didn’t fear humans’ reaction to her real self.

“I can’t stay. Others might…”

“Byeol-ah!” A voice called closeby, and Sori’s eyes widened because she recognised this voice; her hearing was the most immaculate out of all her senses, so she could have remembered this voice even if she hadn’t heard it a lot of times.

“Uncle Junhee!” The child called, bolting up from her previous crouching pose, running into the young man’s protective arms while his eyes were on Sori’s. As they locked gazes, she could see the realisation hitting him, and she didn’t know what to do about it. She was neutral towards men since they were so disgusting to her a lot of times, but she didn’t have the right to judge them since she killed them to survive. However, she didn’t delude herself into thinking that they could feel anything more than physical affection (or should she say lust?) towards her because a creature like her had been crafted to be beautiful, so seeing gratefulness and relief in his warm eyes because of her action was new. Unfamiliar. Painfully beautiful. She didn’t deserve such a look.

“This mermaid saved me, uncle Junhee!” Byeol turned back to point her fingers at Sori who was about to disagree since it would be the second time the man would think that she might be a mermaid, and she would feel guilty if he kept thinking that she was. However, he was quick to cut her off.

“No matter who you are, thank you.” The so-called Junhee said almost desperately, eyes shining with a bit of guilt yet a ton of reassurance. Sori felt a knot in her throat grow bigger and bigger as he continued on talking to her. “How can I repay you for finding my niece?”

Sori didn’t save the little girl for any kind of payment. Truth to be told, she didn’t even know what a wish could be that someone could fulfill for her. Was she worthy of anyone’s consideration and gratefulness when she killed others to live? She didn’t think that it was in any way fair, so she merely shook her head.

“There’s no need to repay me.”

“I insist, Miss,” Junhee stated further, and he looked at her so caringly, so thankfully as if she had traded her freedom for his that she didn’t have the heart to say no. On the other hand, she didn’t even know what someone like him could possibly do for her when it was even embarrassing for humans to see her in her human form, but he had seen that already.

Nevertheless, she gave a brief nod of her head, signalling that she didn’t protest, but she didn’t even know what he could have in mind. It seemed that he didn’t either as they kept gazing at each other without a word until he suggested:

“Please, think about what you wish for! We can meet here again tomorrow at around... sunrise?” He raised an eyebrow in question, but there was a hopeful glint in his eyes. The way he worded himself and hesitated before the last word indicated for her that he knew what she was. He knew that she was’'t herself from sunset to sunrise, and that’s why he chose such a time. Still, the way he kept looking at her despite knowing that she was a siren amazed her... How? And why? She didn’t deserve it.

“Alright. Tomorrow at sunrise then,” she gave in tentatively, earning a relieved smile from the young man and a wide one from the little girl.

“Take care until then!” Byeol wished as she waved at her, and Sori couldn’t help but smile. Such a pure, innocent child, not knowing anything about the cruelty of the world and the creatures that lived in it.

“You too,” she found herself saying as she turned around, ready to swim further from the lagoon. However, when she looked back at the passing duo, Junhee also looked back, and meeting his eyes, something in her felt bitter. It tasted too much like destiny, too much like a tragedy, but her heart didn’t want to listen, didn’t want to admit.

From sunset to sunrise was the period Sori wasn’t herself. She didn’t feed on men during the whole period, but it was the time she was unconscious, hence it was the time she could get herself a prey, and feed on his soul. That’s why she despised this time, and that’s why she was relieved whenever sunrise came, and she could go back to her real self. If one was to ask her to describe how it felt to come back to her own self, she would say that it was much like waking up from a nightmare that scratches your skin, that makes you toss and turn, that makes you shiver and feverish. Then, coming back to reality feels like salvation; pure, clean and comforting.

That day, comfort came in another form. In those eyes that resembled the hope and joy of a new day with sunrise coming, the fine line between dark and light, the gentleness of a touch and the care of a beating human heart. He came. Just as he had asked her to do so. He waited for her at the same place, standing there patiently as the first rays of the sun were painting ruby, lilac and tangerine lines onto his skin, adding more colours to that beautifully crafted art piece that he already was.

His delicate lips curled into a relieved smile when he caught sight of her as she was swimming closer to the edge. This part of the lagoon was almost like a little pond crawling into the rocks and the cliff, meaning that she could stay in the water because it was deep enough, yet they could stay away from any curious glances around because the rocks around them formed many fascinating creations, covering them from above. It seemed like a secret getaway place for those who enjoyed the sight of the sea, but didn’t want to be seen. Perfect for the two of them.

“May I get to know your name?” The young man asked first things first as he crouched down to be more at an eye-level with her. She nodded, her heart taking a turn. People weren’t usually interested in her name: as soon as they saw her and thought that she was a mermaid, or as soon as they got to know that she was actually a siren, nothing else mattered. What mattered was what she was, not who she was.

“I’m Sori,” she replied with a tiny smile, something that was akin to a piece of hope coming from her.

“Sori…” He let the word roll off his tongue gently, caringly, effortlessly before he introduced himself as Junhee. He must have thought that her name - meaning ‘voice’ in Korean - was very fitting for her. She thought the same, although she despised the sound of it. Just another reminder of what she did when she killed men: using her voice to lure them in. “Thank you for saving my niece once again, Sori!”

The way he said it made it seem like she had done something grande when she had just done what her heart had told her to do. Anyone in their right mind would have wanted to save a drowning child.

“I let her get away from me because she wanted to play hide and seek, yet she slipped and fell into the sea, and it carried her away. I’ve really thought that I had lost her,” he recalled bitterly, his Adam’s apple moving fervently. He was tormented by the idea of losing his precious niece, and the sight of it squeezed Sori’s heart.

“But you didn’t lose her. Maybe that’s how the universe wanted to repay you for helping me,” she pointed out gently, hoping that Junhee’s heart would be mollified by her words. They did seem to reassure him, but they also piqued his curiosity because he raised an eyebrow, curious.

“Do you believe in fate?”

It wasn’t something that Sori had talked about before, but usually, her interactions with humans were rather short-lived and limited, and a lot of times, she ended up in wrong situations just like the time they had first met with the delicate young man. Discussing with someone what she thought of fate was unfamiliar, but she didn’t see the reason in lying to him.

“I do.” She nodded, pondering how she could put her thoughts into coherent sentences. “I’ve ended up this way because I’m being punished for something I did in my past life. Fate, destiny, gods, the universe… no matter what you call it, there’s always some kind of an unknown power that keeps the balance in this world. At least, I believe in it,” she explained to him, her words flowing in tranquility like the water around her.

Junhee’s lips wavered a bit, empathy filling up his almond-shaped eyes. It could be seen that he was hesitating whether or not to add something to her words, and she could understand that. She had just confirmed that she was a siren even though she had a feeling that he had already thought so. The way he had suggested seeing each other at sunrise couldn’t have been a coincidence, nor the way he had been quick to cut her off when she had been about to correct Byeol after the little girl had claimed that she was a mermaid. He was, once and for all, someone who could have easily fallen prey to her if the timing hadn’t been right, yet he didn’t seem intimidated or disgusted. Instead, he was almost bitter about her fate.

“Do you assume that you won’t be cursed for the rest of your life? Can you unbreak it somehow?” he inquired quietly, almost hopefully as if he would want to break the curse if he could. Sori had no idea why he felt so much empathy for her already, but she nodded nevertheless.

“In a way, I can if the time comes, but it’s because I’m cursed in a different way. Yet, it’s also too dangerous. I wouldn’t risk someone else’s life for my freedom,” she elaborated, not going into too much detail about how she had been cursed to love a man whom she could easily kill before he would love her back. It had been so long since she had been carrying the weight of this curse on her shoulders, and even though she wanted to believe that the time might come when she could fall in love, she was also terrified. Whether or not a curse can be broken depended on a lot of factors, and some were, unfortunately, out of her control.

Junhee looked away for a moment, staring at the horizon where the sun was rising rapidly, and everyone in the kingdom would welcome a new day with new hopes and opportunities. Despite being a human being himself, he looked ethereal; as if his skin was made of porcelain, and his eyes were jewels. He looked elegant, delicate and a bit fragile, but there was determination and fire in his eyes. He would probably not break that easily despite how otherworldly he seemed.

“And what if that someone wants to risk their life for you?” He raised an eyebrow challengingly, and for the first time since the beginning of their conversation, she was totally speechless. Unlike last time when she had been craving water and her throat had been on fire, now she was out of words because of what he had asked. This was something she had never dared to think about.

“Let’s not talk about that…” Sori mumbled quietly, tearing her gaze off from his face. Talking about her own twisted destiny wasn’t something that she enjoyed doing no matter how kind-hearted this young man seemed. “Tell me about yourself instead,” she suggested tentatively, averting her eyes back to him to look for any kind of disapproval in his eyes, but none came.

Instead, he told her about himself: about his life and his family, about what kind of flowers he loved the most, about how he preferred warmer seasons more than colder ones, about what poems were his favourites, about how he enjoyed looking at the sea because the sight of the calm waves reassured him that life would go on no matter what happens, and about how he had collected seashells when he had been younger because he had been convinced that they would come alive if he had enough of them.

Sori listened to him attentively, curiously, and the more he talked, the brighter the atmosphere seemed. Somehow, with his soothing voice and gentle gazes, he was able to dissolve that darkness that had fallen upon her heart as they had been previously talking about her cruel destiny. She didn’t even mind that he was a prince - first-born son to the king of the kingdom -, that he was too good to be true, that he had too pure of a heart, that she shouldn’t even have been talking to him because it was just so wrong… She just listened to him, and made herself believe that for this one day, she could forget all about who she was - what she was -, and she must have been out of her mind, but when he suggested meeting again the next day at sunrise, she found herself saying yes.

For someone who lived with guilt and self-hatred as long as she could remember, accepting someone’s consideration (even just their general interest) was difficult. Sori had been used to people cursing her, degrading her, humiliating her, and she had been used to being captured and assaulted. She knew she deserved it, she must have deserved it for she had been cursed, and her feelings had been carefully harboured to cater for all that had happened to her. She had never once questioned others’ behaviour, not until she had met prince Junhee.

Him who was just the definition of finesse. Him whose smile was similar to that last glint of hope with which she held onto the possibility that her curse might be broken; it was comforting, warming and so very charming. His words were well-spoken, sometimes even daring, but always polite, always considerate. Him whose actions were never demanding, never humiliating or disgustful. If she had ever thought of someone who might be the human embodiment of the sea, it would have been him for all the serenity he had in him, the waves gently reaching the shore periodically, and the way the sunshine shone onto the surface, ever so warm and ever so beautiful, and of course the way he was so comforting, feeling a bit like finding solace, feeling a bit like the home she had never had.

On the other hand, something so ethereal could be equally dangerous, and something pure and innocent - the dare to feel hope and being cared for - could turn fatal the moment she might make a mistake. Hence, no matter how difficult it was for her to keep her distance from him because she was drawn to him (oh, how much she was!), she tried, she really tried her best to stay underwater, to leave way before sunset or to not let him know about her feelings all that much because she was afraid that she might cause his downfall.

The more they met, the more she realised that he might be the one mentioned in her curse, and just as much as it should have been comforting, Sori was terrified. How could she know when he would start loving her with all his heart? When would she know the same? For someone like her, loving someone and being loved were foreign, unknown. She might have heard tales of how humans fell in love, but how could she know that it was the same with them? After all, humans craved physical closeness in order to feel emotionally close, and they had barely had any of that. Only fleeting touches when she came close to the edge of the rock where he was sitting, or when he decided to swim with her, and she let him stay close to her.

It was just like that this time as well; they were circling around each other in the water while talking, and Sori’s lips curled upwards as the waterdrops sat idly on the young man’s mahogany locks like little pearls in a jewelry box. Even when she looked down to avoid meeting his curious gaze, the surface of the water reflected the warmth in his orbs and the care in his features, and she found herself falling even more. She saw him everywhere anyway, she looked for him everywhere. It wasn’t right… it really wasn’t, but it felt so good being so wrong.

“Why are you avoiding looking at me?” Prince Junhee inquired after a minute of silence, and an aghast sight escaped Sori’s lips.

“I was just spacing out,” she lied, putting on a fake smile as easily as if she had been doing so her entire life. While it hurt to keep her distance from him, she had to.

“I’m afraid I can’t take that as an answer. You know, I’ve been taught how to read others’ facial expressions,” he remarked with a lighter edge to his words, but she could feel the clear indication in his voice: I know you’re lying. Of course, he knew. She had a feeling that he had always known.

More silence. More patience from him. He was still there, looking at her as calmly (yet worried) as before, and the water around him formed circles as he was trying to keep himself up in the water with his arms. Even though she always pitied humans because they had to use their arms and legs so much to be able to swim and keep themselves floating, now she found this action of his heartwarming; how he tried to stay close to her each and every second.

“I’m just…” Sori hesitated, the words forming unnaturally on her lips. “I’m not sure I can make you happy. I might even hurt you,” she admitted between ragged breaths, and even despite being in water that made her strong, she felt weak and vulnerable. More vulnerable than when she had been put in that cage on the pirate ship, and he had found her naked in such a dazed state.

The prince’s lips trembled a bit, but his eyes were full of determination and unwavering affection. He was like those waves that washed away the last remains of a storm; pacifying the streams and currents, setting a new, calmer pace while letting the first rays of sunshine break through the surface, painting new colours onto its palette.

“Why would you think so?” Junhee asked quietly, confusion flashing across his midnight sky-like orbs. He swam a bit closer to her as he was waiting for her to answer. As if that would have made anything easier! Having him so close made everything more difficult because her rampant feelings were bursting out of her, and she had to force herself to contain them. She wanted to have him close, to graze her hands along his skin, to feel his hot breath on her cold body, to listen to his heartbeat like a lullaby at night… But she couldn’t, she shouldn’t…

Sori closed her eyes for a few seconds, trying to set her thoughts straight.

“I’m cursed beyond being a siren, and I think you might be the one in it,” she confessed in one-go, opening her eyes as she got to the end of her sentence. It was easier telling him with her eyes closed, but if anything, his expression just made her want to take back everything. He was determined, almost hopeful.

“Is this what you’ve told me once? Someone risking their life for you?”

She pressed her lips into a thin line at his choice of words. She knew well that she had mentioned her curse in this way, but now that she was trying to tell him the truth, it was difficult to not feel even more scared hearing the word ‘risk’. No, she would never want him to risk his life for her. He was a prince for God’s sake! The rightful heir to the throne on top of that!

On the other hand, if she was going to keep her distance from him, and she wouldn’t want to hurt him while doing so, she might as well tell him about her curse in detail, so he would know why she was so reluctant to let him in when she wanted nothing more than to do just that.

“I’ve been cursed to love a man whom I might kill before he would be able to love me. By loving me, he would be able to free me from my curse, sealed by the true love’s kiss, but if he doesn’t love me or I don’t love him wholeheartedly when we kiss for the first time, then…”

“Both of us die,” the prince cut her off, his eyes boring into hers. She was truly perplexed, her lips parting at the way he used ‘us’ already as if he had also suspected that they were trapped in a tragedy. That their love story wasn’t the fairytale-like one. That there was more at stake than just their desire. “I understand it now. I might be the one in your curse, and you might be the one in mine: the woman who could cause my downfall and bring destruction to the whole kingdom if she didn’t love me with her whole heart when we kissed,” he confessed straight away without even looking away, but Sori’s heart missed a beat.

So he had been cursed. He had been aware of the fact that she might be the one in his curse just as she had been suspecting the same, yet he had kept coming back day after day to see her after sunrise, and he had kept telling her stories about his childhood days and soldier friends and trips around other kingdoms, and he had kept smiling at her as if he would have been able to free all the stars from the sky for her, and he had taken care of her and her heart as if he had been protecting a priceless treasure.

“But why?” Sori croaked out, her throat suddenly dry. “Why aren’t you scared then? Of me? Of us?” she added, blinking at the young man, her heart tormented. She felt like her body was on fire, and she was burning with all those complex feelings taking hold of her, burning because of the longing, the fear, the hopeless hopes and the dark brightness. Burning because of him, him, him.

Junhee didn’t answer, instead, he swam closer to her, so close that when he reached his hand out, he could perfectly cup her cheeks with his hands, gently resting them on her skin. His touch was soft, protective and affectionate, but she still felt like being tortured.

“Because I do love you, and I know when the time comes, you’ll be able to love me wholeheartedly,” he confessed sincerely, and she wouldn’t have questioned his honesty because his eyes told tales instead of him anyways.

Love. What a beautiful word. What a complex phenomena. He had just said it out loud so easily while she had no idea what love was. Could she tell love and desire apart? Could a siren actually fall in love with a man only by talking and spending time by the lagoon? Could she ever truly love someone while she despised herself so much? She had no idea. To her, love was like hope; the more she tried to reach for it, the further it seemed to get.

“I-I…” She stumbled upon the consonants, not being able to get the right words out, but they weren’t needed anyways because the moment Junhee closed her in his embrace, nothing else mattered, only him.

And so he waited. Through sunset following sunrise, through the moon replacing the sun, through one season embracing the other.

Sori let herself believe that this could work between the two of them - that they could work -, and he made it so easy to believe because he was as patient as ever. Even though his hands were sometimes holding onto hers tighter, even though his lips were sometimes testing the waters in the crook of her neck and her cheeks, and even though his gazes weren’t always so subtle, he didn’t rush her. He waited for her just as patiently as he did so by waiting for her at the lagoon at sunrise.

That’s why Sori purposefully tried to close the distance between the two of them by daring to spend some time out of the water. Prince Junhee was always quick to lend her one of his coats or clothes, and after a while, he even got her some feminine gowns and dresses. Not like they needed to be afraid that anyone would find them since according to the prince, this part of the shore was mainly visited by the royal family, and out of them, Junhee was the one who was fond of the water the most. Hence, they didn’t need to worry that anyone would be horrified at the sight of a naked woman, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

While it was odd for her to walk sometimes because of how foreign her human body seemed, the prince always let her hold onto him for support, and after some time, she held onto him because she craved his touch, not because she needed it. She loved looking at him while the sun was shining brightly above them, making him glow in gold and making him seem so dreamy, it was a sight so picturesque and dear to her heart. It made her feel a bit more at ease, especially after nights of being unconscious. He made her feel so safe and secured, something she had never thought that she would feel.

It was the same at such a time when she nearly tripped over a small rock, but prince Junhee reached for her in time, grabbing her arm and steadying her by his side.

“Are you okay?” he inquired, worried. His eyelashes painted little lines on his parchment paper-like skin, and his orbs resembled tiny little jewels. She was sucked into those galaxies, those what ifs and that undeniable care and affection, so much that she barely registered what he had said.

“I am,” she reassured him with a tiny smile, but his grip was still tight on her as if he was afraid that if he let go, she would break. As she was looking into his eyes, she could see just how much he wanted her to be all his, and she wanted the same so, so bad, there was no use denying, no use resisting. That pull was stronger than ever, sucking her in more and more and more, and she couldn’t keep herself back, she started leaning towards him. As she got closer and closer to him, her body felt more and more electrified, and when her lips were so close that they were barely hovering over his mellow ones, it felt like being set on fire.

“I love you,” she breathed out, helpless and foolish, ready to sink deeper and deeper with him even if it meant that there was no end in sight.

As if he had been waiting for this moment to give him the sign, Junhee closed the distance between the two of them, and kissed her with all the desire, all the longing and yearning and all the waiting behind his back, desperately and impatiently, yet oh so lovingly. His hands were holding her steady, his heart was beating alongside hers, and his lips were cherishing hers, and it felt so good, so good, so good…

So good that when it ended, there was no more fear in her heart - because she knew that they both loved each other wholeheartedly, and that they would never be able to hurt each other after what they had been through.

That’s how their curses were lifted, and that’s how a siren fell in love with a human who was like the sun to her moon, the sunrise to her sunset, the sweetness in her bitterness, and eventually, the voice she didn’t silence, but made her own.

[lost-inthedream]

I'm on board with the happy trail enthusiasm here and the thought of the a.c.e members with happy trails makes me go absolutely feral.

So let's say all 5 members have one, how would they react to their s/o licking their way up (or down) said happy trail?

Asking for uhhh research purposes 👉👈

A.C.E reaction to their partner licking their happy trail

I'm just- 🥴 this is for all happy trail enthusiasts out there. Let's say our boys have cultivated some body hair at least once and that surprised you

Pairing: A.C.E x gn reader

Short scenarios under the cut

Park Junhee (Jun):

Warning: rough!Jun.

Not gonna lie, he actively makes you lick up his lower abdomen. You had rushed into the toilet while your friends had fun singing downstairs. That had to happen after he forced your hand over his crotch to stop you from grabbing a microphone for yourself. Fuck, he was rock hard.

In the restroom, you harshly pulled his pants down. Once you looked up, he lifted his shirt, showing off the hair that had grown on his lower belly. He gripped the back of your head and pressed your face against his happy trail. "Lick here first, doll".

You felt his hand let go of your head so you started licking there slowly. He hissed, eagerly staring at your face. Your hand was now deliberately over his covered member. "Oh my God, yes" he whispered when you started kissing the wet region while you slipped his boxers down his hips.

Lee Donghun:

Warning: tiny mention of alcohol

Donghun kept flashing his belly throughout the night. He was actually oblivious while he interacted with all those friends in his house, being a nice, fun host. In usual conditions, you would reach him and fix his shirt, which needed to be buttoned on the lower part. However, you noticed he had not waxed as he used to do. His jeans waistband loosely fitted around his waist making his underwear also visible. That was quite revealing but you enjoyed the view.

It was getting late when you and your boyfriend were left alone at home, but that does not make you forget a certain nasty idea. He laid back on the couch, tipsy and smiley. You kneeled between his thighs and smoothly opened the remaining buttons of his shirt. Your mouth salivated now that Donghun was all yours. Once his chest and stomach were completely exposed, your tongue wetted up his body hair. "You're insane, kitten" he snaps chuckling and patting your head.

Kim Sehyoon (Wow):

Sehyoon waited for you in the backyard pool while you changed into your swimsuit. Once you came, you noticed his hair already wet, probably from plunging into the water like a child. He signed to you to enter quickly and so you did, only to be rescued by him right away. He held you for a while, fondling your naked flesh underwater until you noticed that you had forgotten your sunscreen inside home. "No worries, I'll pick it up for you. Be right back"

You sat up on the edge, dangling your legs on the water until he showed up again. You could never ignore how fine his body looked half-naked every time it confronted you. His thighs have been always glorious but he had grown a happy trail and that added to his sexiness in a way you could not control your hormones.

He walked closer, ready to protect your face with sunscreen but you stopped him with a sudden grip around his hips. You pulled your legs out of the pool and got on your knees to kiss and lick his lower abdomen. He pressed his lips together, biting the insides of his cheeks. No words, you were free to tug his bottoms down and reveal a bit or much more.

Kim Byeongkwan:

Warning: y/n eyes Byeongkwan up while he's asleep. I don't think it's sonmo but you were warned ;)

There was too much light invading the bedroom that morning, though you were too lazy to get up and fix the curtains. Screw them, you dragged your body closer to Kwanie, planning on hiding your face onto his neck. He was lying on his back, sprawled on the mattress with no sheets covering him. Before you snuggled on him, you noticed his tank top rolled up. The pale skin between his boxers and his top was adorned with hair.

Byeongkwan budged as if he could feel your thirsty eyes on him. Then you shook those thoughts off of your head and embraced him quietly.

After a few minutes, Byeongkwan was greeting you. "Finally.." you murmured against his shoulder. "Uh? Are you in a rush for something?" he mocked you. You sat up in response and scratched his belly with your fingertips. He observed you as you lowered your torso to lick him. "You like it, right? Such a filthy princess/prince"

Kang Yuchan (Chan)

Chan wanted a bath with bubbles. He tried to make you believe that was all for you but he clearly wanted a bath for himself too. "You're my spoiled little babe" he sang once you entered the bathroom. He was sitting by the tub enveloped in a fluffy towel.

You stopped in front of him and let him undress you as he liked. He hummed a song and pecked random parts of your body in the process. At the end, you stepped into the vessel and realized that the water temperature was perfect. At your relaxed expression, Yuchan unwrapped his lower half and your eyes got stuck on his happy trail.

"Fuck" you cursed without meaning it. He got visibly confused at your curse. You performed the cutest puppy eyes you could in order to have him sitting on the edge of the tub. In that position, you could lick his lower abdomen down his pelvis as you stroked his dick. "Your tongue is ticking me, love" he whined. "Want me to stop?" you asked. "Noooo"

[hanbin-s-ssi]

Kinktober Day 7 : Degradation from this prompt list

ᴡᴏʀᴅs : 945

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs : ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛ ; ᴘᴡᴘ ; ɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ; ᴅᴇɢʀᴀᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ; sᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ; ᴇsᴛᴀʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ

[6:52pm 💌] 'I told you my friends wanted to fuck you and the first thing you do is show up here dressed like this knowing they'd be around.' Junhee spat into your ear as his grip on your neck and jaw tightened, pulling you back a little more away from the mirror. It was hot and cramped for space in the half bathroom, your body bent over and coiled against the tiny countertop, your hands clawing at the sink and one of your legs hoisted against it for stability, but mostly to give your angry boyfriend room to move and a view of the way he was currently fucking the shit out of you and the way you were absolutely loving it.

The dress in question; a laughably scarce assortment of strings and a rose pink silk, was hanging off your shoulders and bunched around your waist where Junhee had wasted the two seconds it took to make your breasts and ass visible in the tiny scrap of fabric.

His anger was mostly justified; a week ago-- the last time you'd been around the rest of his friends-- when you were on the way home with them from a night out, alcohol buzzing through your bloodstreams and the club music still pounding against your skulls, Sehyoon had let it slip that they'd all thought you were attractive and if you hadn't shown any explicit interest in Junhee when they'd first met you, they'd all have tried to get with you.

Flattering, and you really thought nothing of it, except afterwards; when the two of you had gotten back to your apartment and managed to clean yourselves up, the alcohol starting to dissipate from your system, your boyfriend, completely unprovoked and nonchalant as he was a lot soberer than you were at the time, had told you whilst you were getting into bed with him that what Sehyoon meant to say, was that they all wanted to have sex with you and it wasn't in the past tense. It sounded like nonsense because you were buzzed but the next day, it was all you could remember about the night before.

Okay.

Junhee was entirely to blame. He shouldn't have said that to you because he'd been with you long enough to know that you were kind of promiscuous. A little bit of an attention whore, yes. The tiniest bit of an exhibitionist, most definitely. He should have expected that you would act up. What he didn't expect was to be turned on by watching you try your damndest to make Yuchan come in his pants with the least amount of physical contact possible. He knew it wasn't hard for you, especially when you were wearing that nothing of a dress; shit it was working on him and you weren't even trying to get his attention. Which maybe may have upset him more than you actively trying to fuck his friends.

It could hardly wait until much later, so he'd excused the both of you to pull you into the nearest bathroom a few minutes ago to push your panties to the side to relieve the jealousy.

'What a dirty whore.' you could only whimper, your insides gushing over his words as he pounded into you, pulling one of your arms to hold behind your back for some more leverage, his other squeezing at your throat still. 'All I have to do is mention them and look how you cream on my cock. You're such a fucking slut.' All you could do to respond was moan and whimper, hoarse sobs and announcements of your oncoming orgasm clambering out of you to fog up the mirror in front of you so bad you could hardly make out your reflection.

'Any louder and they'll hear you. But I think that's what you want right?' His hips snapped against your ass harshly, like you'd admit it if he fucked you hard enough. Your fingernails scraped against the ceramic sink as you struggled to keep upright with only one hand, to keep some semblance of sanity against the harshness of his thrusts. It was so much and you didn't know if you would be able to clean yourself up well enough after for it to not look like you'd just gotten your guts rearranged.

'Oh my god, I'm cumming!' You exclaimed, the air leaving your lungs in plumes rushing to exit your body as quickly as the pleasure had swallowed you. Junhee let go of your arm and neck to let you steady yourself as your orgasms wracked you, his thrusts only slowing down slightly before he pulled out of you entirely watching you clench around nothing. You pulled back from the mirror enough to take in his reflection behind you; his button-down was open and he was glistening with the effort it had taken to turn your body to mush. He was still aroused, his cock resting lightly against his lower abdomen and you gathered the energy to turn around, still using the tiny counter for support.

'Do you want me to take care of that?' You pointed and he just smiled, a toothy, predatory thing.

'Be a good girl and clean up your mess.' He said as he moved to gather your hair up into a messy ponytail between his fists, your legs were absolute slush as you wobbled from off the counter and onto your knees, hands clasped around his length as if in prayer. 'If you do a good enough job, maybe I'll let Donghun fuck you later,' and the thought alone had you clenching around nothing, scrambling to fit him down your throat as in a plea.

[httphyucks]

Hello, for the fic title game (I've been seeing it posts about it a lot and now I'm excited) For A.C.E Junhee, supernatural AU, can be smut Title "silence of the night"

★ TITLE: silence of the night

★ GENRE: smut, vamp!au, supernatural!au

★ SYNOPSIS: it’s a known fact that they live among humans—you don’t know when or where they may appear, and they’re most active at night. you get a little curious and break the number one rule and find the nicest (and hottest) vampire you could’ve met.

★ WARNINGS: explicit smut, biting, a bit of blood, public foreplay in the woods (don’t do this kids), choking, overstimulation, oral (f recieving), idk man how many warnings can i put on a vampire smut

★ WORD COUNT: 8k+

send me a fic title — it could be my next fic

[kvngjoong]

[11:17]

“How’s your head?”

The words spoken break the silence you had become comfortable with. Your eyes fall shut as the pounding in your head becomes prominent again. Though you pull the covers up to your head to stop anyone from speaking with you, they’re dragged down back down a second later and you’re left to face the one person you didn’t want to.

“You need some water,” Junhee continues, passing you a glass that’s filled to a quarter below the top. He smiles, gesturing for you to take it. “Since you didn’t drink any yesterday, despite me telling you over and over.”

There’s some hesitation in your movements, but you take the glass as you prop yourself up a little, sipping at the cold water with eyes slightly shut. Maybe you should have drunk some yesterday. “Thanks, Junhee.”

“Don’t thank me. I care about you.”

You scoff, looking up to him.  “I just got drunk. I’m fine. I’ll get over it.”

“Just got drunk?” He doesn’t finish until he’s sat beside you on the bed. You can tell from his smirk that there was a lot more to the party than you’d thought. “How much of yesterday do you remember?”

“Not enough to know why you’re being so nice to me.”

Junhee laughs at your words, taking the glass from you and placing it on the bedside table. You watch his hands rather than him, avoiding eye contact for as long as you can. “I’m being nice to you because you got so drunk yesterday you passed out on the stairs and when I took you to bed, you asked if I still had the hot pants from cactus and asked me to wear them.”

“I did?” Junhee’s nod is enough for you to push your head back into the pillow, back of your hands pressed to your eyes as regret fills all your senses. You don’t dare to look to Junhee out of embarrassment. “I’m sorry, I say dumb shit when I’m drunk.”

“I hope it’s still the truth, though.”

You drop your hands just a little to see Junhee. “What do you mean?”

He shrugs, replacing his smirk with a genuine smile as he leans forward, still some distance between you. He’s only hovering slightly over you, one of his hands almost touching yours - not that he really noticed. Your eyes widen when you realise exactly where this is going.

“You told me that you loved me, too.”

[aceteezinwonderland]

party - junhee

(smut)

you're at a party with your friends, you're having fun on the dance floor until your eyes land on a person, park junhee, he's your boss and you never imagined that you would be at the same party as him, he's young and handsome, there are some girls wanting his attention but he doesn’t take his eyes off you, you keep dancing, but you feel thirsty so you stop and go to the bar, someone sits next to you, it's him, it's junhee "hi y/n" he says smiling and you smile too "hi, sir" "please, call me junhee, we're not in the office" you nod and take a sip of your drink "so, junhee, I never thought I would see you around here" he laughs softly "just because i'm a businessman doesn't mean i can't have fun, right?" "yes, you're right, I'm sorry" you smiles "it's alright, do you wanna dance with me? I saw you dancing and you are very good at it" you blush but accept to dance with him, you go to the dance floor, he asks behind you "is it okay if i touch you?" "of course it is" you answered and felt his hands on your waist, he follows the beat of the song with you, he pulls you to him, you turn around and he looks at you with desire "you have no idea how much i want to kiss you now" he says and you kiss him deeply, he kisses you back, the kiss takes your breath away "come with me, doll" he takes you to a bathroom and kisses you again pressing you against the wall "do you want me to touch you, baby?" he asks while kissing your neck making you whimper, desire makes your body burn "yes, please junhee" he unbuttons your pants and pulls it down with your panties, he kneels in front of you "fuck doll, you're so wet, all for me?" he smiles looking at you "yes yes, all for you, please do some- oh fuck" he licks your folds making you go crazy, he sucks your clit, his tongue goes in and out of you, you feel like you will come soon "fuck junhee I'm c-close" "let it go, baby" you came in his mouth, moaning his name, he gets up and kisses you "you are so sweet, doll, i can't wait to fuck you in my bed"

[choisanworld]

relaxing - junhee

(smut)

you're in the bathtub with junhee, you're leaning against his chest, it's been relaxing to be like this with him, but suddenly you feel his hand on your pussy stroking your clit lightly, you shivered at the contact and moaned softly "junhee..." he kissed your neck "relax baby, let me make you feel good" his skillful fingers on your pussy made you moan more and more, you turn your head to face him and kiss him passionately, you moan against his mouth and his fingers get faster "cum for me, love" you came in his fingers, he brings his fingers to his mouth looking into your eyes "delicious as always, but I need to be inside you, please, hearing you moan and feeling squeezing my fingers with your pussy made me fucking hard" he kisses you again, you feel arousal taking over your body, It will be a long night.